Siheyuan: The start of the game is bound to the self-killing system

Moreover, the dumplings made by He Zhiqiang are all exactly the same, even the pleats on the dumplings are exactly the same.

"Don't be discouraged. Maybe it's my talent. You just need to boil the dumplings so that they don't rot. Don't boil the dumplings when the time comes. Just boil them into dumpling soup."

He Zhiqiang smiled helplessly at her and said.

He Yushui stomped the ground angrily with the dumpling wrapper when he heard what he said, and sat down on the seat.

Brother Zhiqiang is too bad, he actually laughed at her!

"Zhiqiang, how can you talk about Yushui like that? Just ignore Yushui, as long as the dumplings are made by you, they look good."

Yan Lihua pretended to be angry, and after criticizing He Zhiqiang, she comforted He Yushui.

"That's right, Mrs. Lihua is better."

He Yushui snorted coldly, his face softened, and he said to them.

"Yes, yes, I am bad, they are all good, they are all good."

He Zhiqiang smiled helplessly and said to her.

"That's right, you are the one who is bad!"

He Yushui pouted and said to him.

He Zhiqiang just smiled, shook his head, and stopped talking.

He is an adult with a family, what does he care about with a child?

With the addition of He Zhiqiang and Yan Lihua, the speed of making dumplings was doubled.

Originally, it took an hour to make the dumplings, but it ended up being done in half an hour.

After everyone finished making dumplings, they started cooking, washing vegetables, washing meat, and frying meat.

With this busy work, the time passed quickly, and when all the dishes and dumplings were cooked, it was almost dark after they were done.

Yesterday sat He Zhiqiang, Yan Lihua, Liu Yuehong, He Yushui and the deaf old lady.

There were five or six hard dishes on the table, but there was no dish in the middle.

"The dumplings are here."

He Yuzhu took a large pot of boiled dumplings and placed them in the middle of the table.

It just takes up all the space in the middle of the table, not too much, not too little.

"Since it's Chinese New Year, I want a red envelope."

He Yushui stood up and said to them.

How can there be no reason not to give red envelopes during the Chinese New Year?

"Yes, yes, it's time to give Yushui a red envelope."

He Yuzhu sat at the table and said to her with a smile.

"Brother, sister-in-law, happy Chinese New Year, no amount of red envelopes is too much."

He Yushui walked up to them generously, stretched out his hand and said to them.

"Okay, okay, I'll give you the red envelope."

Liu Yuanhong laughed so hard that her eyes almost narrowed into slits, she took out a big thick red envelope from her pocket, and handed it over.

"Thank you brother, sister-in-law."

He Yushui took the red envelope and touched it. The thickness must be at least dozens of dollars!

He put the red envelope in his pocket, and walked between He Zhiqiang and Yan Lihua.

"My cousin and sister-in-law have a happy New Year, no amount of red envelopes is too much."

He Yushui said the exact same words to them just now.

"Happy New Year, Happy New Year, the rain will be sensible again in the new year."

He Zhiqiang smiled and took out a red envelope from his pocket, which was even thicker than the one just now.

"Wow, brother Zhiqiang, how many red envelopes did you pack for me?"

He Yushui looked at the red envelope that was almost half a finger thick, and asked with wide eyes in shock.

"No more, no more, this is our intention."

Yan Lihua took her hand and said to her.

"Why is the rain still standing there? Why don't you put away the red envelopes quickly?"

Seeing the thick red envelope, He Yuzhu smiled and said to his sister.

He Yushui, when he heard what his brother said, he quickly hugged the red envelope in his arms.

After He Yushui finished the red envelopes from the deaf old lady, the meal was officially served.

"Eat it quickly, eat this dumpling quickly, it won't taste good if left for too long."

He Yuzhu held the bowl in one hand and the spoon in the other, and poured the dumplings from the basin on the table into the bowl.

It seems that at this moment, they are a real family.

........

West Head of Qinjiacun Village

A truck stopped at the foot of the mountain, and the middle-aged man stood at the foot of the mountain, looking at the open space in front of him, and sighed.

It's agreed to exchange gold for chickens, ducks, geese, and eggs, duck eggs, and goose eggs. Why haven't I seen anyone here for so many days?

"Leader, let's go back, he won't come today either."

The driver walked up to him and persuaded him.

I guess that young guy has already forgotten about it?

Today is New Year's Eve, how could you not have a reunion dinner and come here to make a deal?

"Wait a little longer! Wait until 12 o'clock, or leave if you don't come."

The middle-aged man sat on the wasteland, looked at the sky and sighed.

He prepared everything for the little yellow croaker, but there was still nothing to gain.

Here, He Zhiqiang was clinking glasses with He Yuzhu and bragging while holding a wine glass, completely forgetting about it.

Who made He Zhiqiang not short of that thing?

If he was poor, he would have already remembered about chickens, ducks and geese.

He Zhiqiang put this matter behind him, and he has no memory at all.

After the Chinese New Year, He Zhiqiang felt that he had gained weight, but when he touched the eight-pack abs on his stomach, he felt that he was not fat.

"Zhiqiang, why are you narcissistic again? You're going to work tomorrow."

Yan Lihua walked up to him and touched his abdominal muscles, then said to him.

"What is my narcissism, don't you like it too? Why touch me if you don't like it?"

He Zhiqiang pulled down the lifted clothes and said to her.

"I'm your daughter-in-law, who will touch you if I don't touch you?"

Yan Lihua cast a meaningful look at him and said to him.

When He Zhiqiang heard this, he was speechless and had no choice. Who made his daughter-in-law think that what he said was so true?

"Ewha, I found that you have changed, you have become more developed, you used to be shy and blushed when you peeked at me, but now you are lucky, you have learned to tease me."

He Zhiqiang sat at the table, looked at her and complained.

Why do I feel more and more that she is a little girl?

But he is worth it, seven times a night, it's a good deal.

He has worked so hard, why hasn't this birth plan succeeded yet?

"People will change. You go to work tomorrow, and I go to school tomorrow. Who will do the cooking?"

Yan Lihua sat next to him, poured two cups of tea from the thermos bottle at the table, and said to him.

"You don't have to worry about cooking. Our family has plenty of money, so you can eat outside."

He Zhiqiang said to her domineeringly.

Who made his family so poor that only money is left?

"No, I eat out all the time. What if something goes wrong with my body? I still have to cook this meal. Wait until I finish school, and I'll cook for you in the evening."

Yan Lihua looked at him seriously and said.

She got along with He Zhiqiang for a month or two before she realized that she was the frog in the well.

In the past, she didn't know the concept of a lot of money. It wasn't until she married He Zhiqiang that she realized that there were really countless money.

Especially He Zhiqiang's ancestral family property, chickens, ducks, geese, pigs and cattle, needless to say, there are so many things that are very valuable!

"Well, how about one of us cooking early when we come back?"

He Zhiqiang sighed and said to her.